posted on May, 4 2004 @ 02:33 AM
Radnip woke up in his chamber of soft items, and pondered over the immediate future of his day. He struggled with this, as it has been a long time
that he has to repeatedly come up with a really good thing to do.
"Crap," he said as he brushed aside the carpeted sheets, "I'm late for that stupid meeting with the-"
"The Warlord Harbringer Overlord Royal Establishment , Sire." Apparently, another hunchback was ready and with the program.
"Listen, you didn't see any..." Radnip was about to stammer from anxiety, "explosions... or anything like that, right?"
"OH, no! Sir?" The hunchback stated the truth, "They just cloned me last night."
"Good. Hey, come here." His wings started to rustle a bit.
"Sir?" The hunchback edged closer as Radnip started to leave his elaborate pillow spread.
"From here on, you don't say anything like what you sssssaid." He said quietly, and even went so far as to whisper, "Now get out of here."
He was not a fan of hunchback flesh, which is why Radnip kept them around. He thought that the tissues tasted almost decomposed, and he didn't like
to screw with his eating habits. His pals usually had a servant-consumption problem, but was advised to keep an appetite-suppresant around in the form
of his hunchback servants. He entered another chamber, and appeared in a completely different room... still, not a window in sight.
"What have we here?" Boomed an echo across the meeting hall, complete with a gigantic triangular table. The room was empty, but with one being
seated firmly within the point of the triangle. There was another person, a large guard it seemed, standing at the middle opening.
"We're late, High Grand Ienurb, but neverthelessssss, we are here." Radnip did not like to defend for himself, but only did it to those he liked.
"Sit down." Ienurb gestured politely. A light followed Radnip's trail, but was not upon him.
"What is it now?" He demanded. His tone of voice caused the guard, apparently an ogre of a human, to become slightly agitated. The keen Ienurb
soothed the guard across the room.
"You are in the mood you are in because of your mistakes. You are imperfect, but that is not worthy of judgement towards you."
"And you are impatient and without the ability to articulate comprehensive sssssscenarios of manipulation. For oblivion's sake, your toilet also
happens to be completely made of gold."
"Shutup." Ienurb, truly impatient, was only making an opening statement, "I have a terrifically amazing plan. It involves all kinds of ridiculous
ethics and control mechanisms we have been dying to impose."
"Ok, let me guesssssss... you want to attack America, and full scale." Radnip had no emotion for this topic, as was demonstrated by his sly pose on
the chair. He glanced at the ogre who had a bit of drool on his butt-chin.
"No. We can't do that yet. Let the Babylon thing go, already. You got your preciousssss artifacts... looted, but you have them. And they are
screwing themselves over time!"
"Such a waste of food..." Radnip usually had only one thing in mind, but it made him so objective, nonetheless.
"Listen: You get the Americans to think you will help them invade Iran and other parts of the Mediterranean region. I will get my friends out of
there like with Ssssssaddam, and things will be all right. The Nedal, Namma, and Deyaf clans, as well as the Royal Family, will get involved and set
the game in motion."
"That's not a bad plan." Radnip was bored and hungry. "I'll consider the plan. What isssss it, do you need money?"
"You are sssssuch a prick. You know what we need, and we know what you need." Ienurb, motioned for his guard to escort Radnip to the surface
"I fon't need your stupid ogre to give me a lift. I will get things rolling on my own. I know Virginia's command frequency."
Ridnap walked around in his chamber, pacing around a pile of partially-eaten rotting entrails. He was not happy in general and thought to himself, a
rarity amongst his personality. "Plans are for fools," he laughed to himself and sat down at his terminal and began to plot strings to pull within
A screen beeped, and appeared Carihc, with his usual stern look and big head. "Radnip, Ruler of this region, are you there, master?"
Radnip did not feel like talking to one of his lowly subordinates, "What?! WHAT!" he yelled. He had to keep a tough stance in front of the humans.
"Something has happened to your lover, the Queen. She has exploded!!! Into bits and pieces; there are no remains!"
"What? Oh?" Radnip broke out unto boisterous laughter, "That's wonderful!" But then it hit him, "WHAT?! OH &^%#@! well that's it! I mean," he
gathered himself and appeared in front of the President, "Thank you for your service. You are doing well, and we demand that you continue."
The screen shut off, leaving Radnip in the dark with his stinkpile of guts beside him. He sulked in the corner about current events, and threw an
ancient 9-pound ruby across the room. As it shattered, with its remains crumbling about upon their landing, he pounded the wall in angst.